I guess I never really gave it any thought, but dealing with death when you don't believe in religion is hard. There is nothing that I can take comfort in. I don't believe that I'll see her again, I don't think she is with other people that have died... as comforting as all of that is.... I can't believe it. I wish that I could, oh boy, do I wish that I could believe all of that. It makes it all a little easier, it gives you an escape. All I can do is think about my mother and everything that her existance has created. All of the life that she brought into the world.
I feel bad for not understanding her better. I now realize what affect that growing up in Nazi Germany had on her, and it took me this long to realize it.
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